The prey....

Silently, stealthily I stalk my prey. Moving ever so quietly towards her sleeping mass. I move lightly across the floor as not to disturb her. I listen to her measured breath. Each gentle snore assuring me that she is unaware. Quickly I pounce. Touching her lightly and calling her name. She leaps from the couch. Startled from sweet dreams of cheese nips and jelly beans. She looks at me in shock. Suddenly I feel ashamed, I am a bad puppy parent. I call her name and coo lovingly. She glances wearily at me and begins to wag her tail. "Oh sweetpea, I am so sorry." She sighs as she moves back to the couch. Aware that her instincts have failed her. She sweeps her eyes over me one last time as she snuggles back in for the night.